Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin stood quietly at the entrance of the alley, staring at the three figures in front of him - the slightly drunk Li Aiguo, Liu Minghua and Chen Zhiyuan were slowly walking towards him.

The vicissitudes of time seemed to have left deep and shallow marks on them, causing Zhong Yuemin to involuntarily feel an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.

Once upon a time, the four of them were close classmates and friends, and spent countless days full of laughter and joy together. However, time flies, and now when they meet again, everyone has experienced vicissitudes of life, and the hardships of life have left obvious or hidden marks on their faces.

"Where are you two living now?" Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly, his concern evident in his words. His voice was low and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing these two old friends who had been reunited after a long separation.

"If you don't have a suitable place to live, why not move to my place? My house is quite spacious and has plenty of empty rooms."

Hearing this, Li Aiguo's eyes, which were already somewhat blurry, shook slightly. He raised his head with great effort, glanced at Zhong Yuemin, and then shook his head slowly. His figure was shaky like a candle in the wind, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

"Don't bother you. The Chinese Academy of Sciences has allocated quite a few dormitories. How can there be no place to live? You don't need to worry about this." After saying this, Li Aiguo forced out a smile.

Chen Zhiyuan on the side also quickly echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, Zhong Laoer, you just don't worry about us." As he spoke, he staggered forward a few steps. His body shook violently with every step. It was obvious that the alcohol had completely paralyzed his nerves.

Zhong Yuemin watched them silently, and he knew very well in his heart that although these two old classmates spoke toughly and acted as if they did not need help from others, in fact, they were the kind of people with stubborn personalities and strong self-esteem, and would never ask for help easily unless they had no other choice.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath and said nothing more. Instead, he walked forward quickly, stretched out his hands and held the two of them steadily.

At this time, Liu Minghua walked over slowly with heavy steps. He first looked at Zhong Yuemin, then moved his gaze to Li Aiguo and Chen Zhiyuan, and a very complex emotion quickly passed through his eyes. It was an indescribable emotion.

"Yuemin, I'm really sorry to trouble you today." Liu Minghua said sincerely, his words full of gratitude to Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, waved his hand gently, and comforted, "Hey, we are old classmates, why are you still so polite? This little thing is not a big deal." After that, he stretched out his hand and patted Liu Minghua's shoulder affectionately, indicating that he didn't care.

Then, Zhong Yuemin turned around and walked steadily towards the alley entrance. Liu Minghua, Li Aiguo and Chen Zhiyuan supported each other and followed closely behind him with unsteady steps.

Soon, the group arrived at the alley entrance. Zhong Yuemin was quick to raise his hand and stop a passing taxi. After the taxi stopped, he gently and carefully pushed Liu Minghua and the other three into the car one by one, and carefully helped them close the door.

"Master, thank you for your hard work. Please take them to the dormitory of the Chinese Academy of Sciences safely." Zhong Yuemin said as he took out two big unity notes from his pocket and handed them to the driver, while repeatedly reminding him.

The driver smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, just wait and see!" Then he skillfully started the car engine and slowly started the car.

Zhong Yuemin stood there quietly, watching the taxi go farther and farther away until it disappeared around the corner at the end of the street. Looking at the back of the car going away, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.

Thinking back on what had just happened, he couldn't help but sigh that the fate and encounters in life are so wonderful.

Zhong Yuemin slowly raised his head and looked towards the vast sky. The sky was like a blue gem, crystal clear and pure without a single cloud blocking it.

However, at this moment, there was a scorching sun hanging high above the head, which released its scorching light mercilessly, like a blazing flame, as if it wanted to burn the entire earth into scorched earth.

The air seemed frozen, without a single breeze. Even the trees on both sides of the road looked listless and stood lazily. Their leaves seemed to have been drained of vitality, drooping weakly, as if they were succumbing to the scorching heat.

Although it is already the beginning of autumn, the so-called "autumn heat" has shown its power to be more ferocious than that of midsummer. The sun pierces the thin atmosphere like a sharp sword, shining straight down, leaving no place for people to escape.

Zhong Yuemin raised his hand to wipe the sweat that kept oozing from his forehead. The sweat had already soaked his hair. At this moment, he couldn't help but miss the coolness brought by the air conditioner.

In such extremely hot weather, even wearing the lightest and most breathable clothes still cannot stop the merciless invasion of the scorching sun.

In desperation, Zhong Yuemin had to change his original clothes and put on a pair of loose shorts.

Then, Zhong Yuemin staggered to a relatively ventilated spot at the entrance of the alley and squatted down, hoping to catch even a slight hint of coolness.

On this hot and humid day, a letter floated into Zhong Yuemin's hands like a breeze. The letter came from a distant place, and the sender was none other than the familiar Ermaozi.

When Zhong Yuemin opened the envelope, several photos fell out. The photos showed a large shopping mall under construction, and it can be seen from the pictures that the mall has completed nearly half of the construction.

Zhong Yuemin stared at the photos with surprise and admiration in his eyes. He couldn't help but exclaim: "This is the legendary Shenzhen speed! I didn't expect that such great progress could be achieved in such a short time. It's incredible!"

Zhong Yuemin read the letter again. Ermaozi described the construction progress and future plans of the mall in detail, and his words were full of excitement and expectation. He seemed to see Ermaozi standing at the entrance of the mall, welcoming the bustling customers, with a proud and satisfied smile on his face.

"When this mall is completed, I will go to Shenzhen to have a look." Zhong Yuemin said to himself, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. He imagined himself standing in that modern mall, feeling the prosperity and vitality of Shenzhen, and an inexplicable excitement welled up in his heart.

At this time, a breeze blew by, bringing a slight coolness. Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath of fresh air and felt much more energetic. He stood up, stretched, and then walked into the house.

After a long and careful preparation, the National Teaching Aids Seminar that Liu Yansong had been looking forward to for a long time finally opened grandly and was a complete success. The far-reaching influence and important significance of this conference are unprecedented and unique.

Liu Yansong, Zhu Jianguo, Xie Min, Yang Li and others were recognized as the pioneers and pioneers of China's teaching aid industry for their outstanding leadership and innovative ideas at the seminar. Their names will be forever engraved in the history of China's educational development.

That afternoon, Liu Yansong excitedly called Zhong Yuemin and asked him to rush to the house he rented near Yanda University.

When Zhong Yuemin hurried over, before he could catch his breath, he saw Liu Yansong standing at the door to greet him excitedly. Liu Yansong was holding several newspapers published that day tightly in his hands, waving them constantly and shouting loudly, "Yuemin, come and see! Our National Teaching Aids Seminar has been a huge success!"

Zhong Yuemin walked into the room quickly and took the newspapers from Liu Yansong. He quickly glanced at the eye-catching headlines on the front page and the clear and vivid photos of the scene, and his mouth couldn't help but slightly raised, revealing a smile of appreciation. "Really good! The influence of this conference is indeed extraordinary. You guys are really amazing. Now you are all praised as the pioneers of China's teaching aids industry! This is a supreme honor!"

Liu Yansong raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smug smile. "Haha... That's right, Zhu Jianguo, Xie Min and Yang Li are all very excited. We are really standing at the forefront of the trend of the times this time!" He crossed his arms across his chest and raised his head slightly, as if he had already seen a bright future waving to them.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin slowly put down the newspaper in his hand, and his eyes, which were originally as calm as water, suddenly flashed a sharp light. He nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Nowadays, the enthusiasm for going abroad is getting higher and higher. In my opinion, we can take this opportunity to open an English tutoring class."

Hearing this, Liu Yansong was stunned at first, and seemed to have no immediate reaction. But just a moment later, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted excitedly as if he had discovered a new world. "Oh! English tutoring class? This is a great idea! Look at the English tutoring classes on the market now. Although there are many of them, they still cannot meet the demand. As long as we can successfully recruit 3,000 to 5,000 students, won't we make a lot of money?"

Speaking of this, Liu Yansong couldn't help rubbing his hands, his face full of uncontrollable excitement.

Zhong Yuemin smiled in agreement and nodded gently. "That's true. There are so many opportunities to make money nowadays. The key is whether we have enough courage and determination to seize them. Regarding this English tutoring class, I think we must plan it carefully."

"Okay, then we'll discuss it carefully."

On a quiet afternoon, Zhong Yuemin was sitting leisurely under the grape trellis, enjoying the pleasant afternoon time. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the grape leaves, dappled on his body, making him drowsy.

Suddenly, Li Hongmei hurried over, pulling a young girl with her, breaking the silence. Zhong Yuemin looked up at the two of them and asked curiously, "Hongmei, is this your sister? What's going on?"

Li Hongmei angrily took out an extracurricular book and handed it to Zhong Yuemin. "Brother Zhong, look at what book she is reading. It really pissed me off! I can't convince her with reason, so I have no choice but to come to you."

Li Yanhong, Li Hongmei's younger sister, replied unconvincedly, "What's wrong with reading this kind of book? Many of our classmates are reading it." Her tone revealed her dissatisfaction with her sister and her persistence in her own choice.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you so much." Li Hongmei glared at Li Yanhong and turned to Zhong Yuemin. "Brother Zhong is a teacher at Yanda University, and a professor at that. Let's hear what he says." Her tone was full of trust and expectation for Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin took the book handed to him by Li Hongmei, his eyes moved between the cover and the content, and he had already formed a rough judgment of the content of the book in his mind.

However, Zhong Yuemin did not comment directly, but changed the subject and asked, "How was your college entrance examination result, Yanhong?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yanhong showed a bit of pride on her face. "I scored 612! I was admitted to the University of Science and Technology." Her tone was full of pride and pride.

Li Hongmei looked at her sister's arrogant look and felt unhappy. She snorted and said, "What are you so proud of? Brother Zhong graduated from Yan University! It's much better than your school."

Li Yanhong was speechless after hearing what her sister said. "I, I..." she stammered, not knowing how to respond.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the scene in front of him and laughed in his heart. He coughed lightly and brought the topic back to the book. "Yanhong, why don't you read the original English version?"

Li Yanhong's face changed slightly when she heard this. "I, I'm not good at English." She said in a low voice, revealing a bit of helplessness and frustration in her tone.

Zhong Yuemin continued to ask patiently, "Do you know what the biggest problem with these books is?"

"The joys and sorrows in the book..." Li Yanhong answered perfunctorily. She did not want to have such an in-depth discussion with others, as she felt it was a bit awkward. However, her words also revealed her resonance with and investment in the emotions in the book.

"Do you know what is paraphrasing?" Zhong Yuemin's voice suddenly became serious, and he looked directly at Li Yanhong, as if he wanted to see through her heart. "This book is a typical example of paraphrasing. It is nothing more than a middleman of Western thought, using personal experience and subjective feelings to explain the magnificent history. This is the most shameless behavior."

Zhong Yuemin's words are like sharp arrows, hitting the core of the problem. He knows the tricks of these best-selling books, which are best at selling private goods by using the warm side. These books are often covered with the cloak of history, but are mixed with the author's personal subjective assumptions and emotional tendencies, in order to cater to the tastes of readers and earn sales and reputation.

"We must know that we cannot infer universality from a single individual, and we cannot replace historical laws with sentimentality," Zhong Yuemin continued, his tone firm and powerful. He hopes that through his words, he can enlighten Li Yanhong and let her understand that real historical research should be objective, comprehensive and in-depth, rather than being misled by these best-selling books.